After a few weeks, I realize that most decision lie in the future. This is a frustrating experience for anyone - plans to move, but for a few months, no action can be taken. Sure, you can keep an eye on some jobs, watch bad real estate TV about the neighborhoods you like the sound of...but this will get old. And thus, the doldrums set in.
Concerns start to grow about any topic. You'll change your mind a thousand times in a week. Sometimes it's just easier to throw down the towel and say, "Fuck it, we'll move tomorrow. Let the landlord sell our stuff." (I don't recommend this.) Sometimes, you have to wait.
Harkening back, our first big move from BLO to NYC faced a big set back when I was offered a sweet temporary job that would pay for me to finish my graduate degree. This meant staying in the area for at least another six months. This news came, of course, about a week before we would start giving notice and heading down for a sublet.
In the end, the wait was worth it. I had a shiny degree that was mostly free. We moved in the much nicer summer weather, and got a great apartment.
One can only hope that waiting for this move to Seattle will have the same results. Already, we've both learned that we know more people in the area than we thought - much to Eli's dismay, I have "family" there.
I'll have to content myself with watching "Property Virgins: SEATTLE" and "Holy Crap: Cities that are Awesome" for the next few months until we can make our move. It's a long game of chess - each careful move planned well in advance and carried out with confidence.
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